Chapter 678 Take Care Of Her


    J spent the next few days recuperating in the hospital. Every day, nurses woulde and go to


    change the dressing on her wounds.


    J was often absent-minded these days, wondering how to deal with Charis.


    A cunning woman like Charis was much more dangerous than those fierce viins in the movies.


    Because she did these evil things in secret, not to mention the fact that she came from a prominent


    family, it was extremely tricky to deal with her.


    "What''s on your mind? Have breakfast first."


    Brandon''s voice pulled J back to reality and she loosened her clenched teeth.


    Brandon was holding up a takeout bag of breakfast food in front of her.


    Now that they had made things clear, they were able to manage to get along with each other.


    The rtionship between the two actually seemed harmonious. However, J felt that there was


    an insurmountable gap between them that hadn''t been there before.


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    After all, Brandon had lost all his memories of her. She didn''t know how to face him now.


    "Oh, I see. Thanks." Not knowing what to say, J epted the food and began to dig in.


    The awkward silence was deafening.


    After what felt like an eternity, Brandon attempted to break the ice. "Does your back still hurt? I


    heard you whimperingst night."


    J dabbed her lips carefully to hide her embarrassment. When she turned over in bedst night,


    she identally hit the wounds on her back. It was so painful that her face contorted, but she didn''t


    know that she had groaned aloud.


    "It''s much better, thanks for asking. Aren''t you going to work today? Usually, you''d be on your


    second meeting of the day by now." J really wanted some time away from Brandon.


    She could only imagine how messy she looked right now. It had been days since shest washed


    her face, and she even needed help when going to the bathroom. She didn''t want Brandon to see


    how embarrassed she was.


    Brandon already didn''t have a good impression of her previously. Now, she was afraid that Brandon


    would be even less interested in her.


    After all, women always cared about what they looked like in front of their crushes.


    "Don''t worry. I''ve already asked for a leave. Taking care of you is more important," Brandon


    exined casually while he cleared the table.


    Maybe it was because he knew that he used to be affectionate with J, or perhaps it was


    because he appreciated this woman for risking her life to save him. Brandon didn''t think too much of


    it and actually wanted to take care of her.


    J chuckled. She wrapped herself in the quilt and leaned against the headboard leisurely. "Dad


    told me he found you a good doctor. Is the treatment working?"


    Brandon paused for a few seconds. Then he tossed the rubbish into the trash can and took two


    pieces of tissue to wipe the table.


    He then replied lightly, "I''ve received psychotherapy twice. It''s not so bad."


    Truth be told, his situation wasn''t looking too good.


    Whenever the doctor asked Brandon to try to recall the past, he''d immediately have a splitting


    headache. It was almost as though an invisible hand was yanking at the nerves in his brain.


    J squinted at Brandon and noticed the dark circles under his eyes. He looked a lot more


    haggard than the day before. Worried, she pursed her lips and asked, "Does the therapy involve


    some sort of drug? You look kind of listless."


    "I''m fine. I was uptest night dealing with some work." Brandon didn''t want J to worry about


    him, so he concealed the fact that he had a severe headache whenever he tried to recall the past.


    He sighed tiredly and changed the topic, "Did you know? No one was killed in the fire."


    J nodded and turned on the TV with the remote control idly. "I heard that Charis got badly burnt


    though. Is that true? The firemen said that she ran all the way out of the big zing fire. Fortunately,


    she''s safe now."


    Even J couldn''t help but admire Charis.


    That woman had guts.


    Brandon was visibly confused. "Charis didn''t go into the haunted house with us. How could she


    have gotten burnt?"


    Truth be told, J already knew the answer.


    The only possible reason why Charis had rushed into the haunted house was that Brandon had


    gone back in to save J. She then ran inside to save Brandon. But she never ran into Brandon.


    Instead, she ran into J. Thinking she could trap J in the burning establishment, she tried


    locking J in a room. Little did she know that her little ploy would end up in a near death


    experience of her own.


    J didn''t have any evidence to prove that that was what happened, nor was it the right time to tell


    Brandon what she made of the situation. So she simply shook her head wordlessly.


    Brandon also dropped the subject.


    At noon, Brandon went out to buy lunch, J took this as an opportunity to call the men of the


    White family.


    "How''s it going?" she asked.


    The man reported, "We caught the man who started the fire."


    Smiling coldly, J ordered, "Get the truth out of him."